Legend of the Immortal Express: The Enigma of Lower Shadows
In the hidden world of 4EverMore, where immortals tread between realms unseen by mortal eyes, there exists a legend whispered among Day Walkers and Nightstalkers alike—the mystery of the Immortal Express and the cursed Lower Shadows compartment.
This tale is not for the faint of heart. It is a story of treachery, forbidden secrets, and a murder that defied the eternal laws of 4EverMore.
The Fateful Journey
Long ago, in the age when the Immortal Express ran under the cover of eternal twilight, a noblewoman by the name of Lady Octavia Nightshade embarked on a journey through the realms. A Day Walker of high standing, she traveled in luxury, her black velvet cloak embroidered with silver runes that shimmered under the eerie glow of the train’s spectral lanterns.
The Immortal Express was unlike any mortal train, for it carried the powerful and the damned between the hidden cities of 4EverMore. The compartments were enchanted, shifting with the desires of their passengers, and the whispers of lost souls could be heard in the flickering candlelight.
Lady Octavia had been assigned to Lower Shadows—Compartment Ten, a notorious car rumored to have housed exiled souls and the betrayed. But she paid no heed to legends, for she was not one to be easily unnerved.
Yet, when she awoke at the stroke of midnight, the air was thick with the scent of iron and old magic. Beside her, sprawled upon the crimson velvet cushions, lay a lifeless immortal—a woman dressed in white, her throat slashed in a single, clean motion.
The sight was impossible. No immortal could be slain so easily. And yet, this woman was dead.
Blood pooled at Lady Octavia’s feet, staining the hem of her gown. The enchanted lanterns flickered wildly as the train roared through the endless twilight.
Before she could scream, the whisper of the train’s conductor echoed from the hallway.
"Lower Shadows takes what it is owed."
The Hunt for the Truth
Lady Octavia, with her wits sharper than any blade, knew she had been ensnared in something far greater than a simple murder. The Immortal Express was bound by old magic—its passengers chosen by fate, its path dictated by the will of the shadows.
With the doors sealed and every immortal on board a suspect, she had no choice but to unravel the crime herself.
Among the passengers was Lord Evander Voss, a Watchman of the Day Walker Guardians, whose emerald eyes held both suspicion and intrigue. There was also Mistress Lillith Corvin, an enchantress known for her dark dealings with fate, and Sir Alaric Duskbane, a vampire noble with secrets hidden beneath his silver-tipped fangs.
As Octavia interrogated them, she unearthed forbidden truths.
The murdered woman, known only as Celestine, was no ordinary immortal. She had been the keeper of a long-buried secret—one that threatened the balance of 4EverMore itself. She had known the true nature of the Immortal Express… and its hidden curse.
The train was not merely a vessel for travel. It was a purgatory, a realm between realms, where the condemned were cast into the void. Lower Shadows had not been chosen by accident.
"One must die for another to live," the whispers in the walls told her.
And then Octavia realized—the murderer was still among them, watching her every move.
The Final Revelation
As the Immortal Express neared the cursed station of Ebon Hollow, where lost souls were said to be consumed by darkness, Lady Octavia was forced into a deadly game.
With each turn, she unraveled a conspiracy that stretched across centuries. Celestine had been silenced by an immortal who feared the truth she carried. And the murderer was none other than Sir Alaric Duskbane, who had sought to erase the sins of his past.
He had lured Celestine into Lower Shadows, believing the compartment would take what it was owed. But fate had other plans.
In the final moments before the train reached Ebon Hollow, Octavia challenged Alaric to a duel of shadows—a battle fought not with weapons, but with the weight of their immortal souls.
As the duel raged, the Immortal Express itself seemed to awaken. The compartment warped, twisting reality around them, forcing Alaric to face the judgment of the cursed train.
With a final, blood-chilling scream, Lower Shadows claimed its sacrifice.
And Alaric Duskbane was never seen again.
The Legend Lives On
When the Immortal Express arrived at its final stop, Lady Octavia stepped onto the platform, victorious but forever changed. She carried the truth in her heart—the knowledge that the train was bound by a curse far older than 4EverMore itself.
The tale of Lower Shadows and the Enigma of the Immortal Express became legend, whispered in the halls of gemstone castles and flickering taverns where Day Walkers and Nightstalkers gathered.
To this day, no immortal dares to book passage in Lower Shadows, Compartment Ten.
For it is said that those who do… never return.
Thus, the legend endures in the eternal night of 4EverMore.
